FASTLANE 5 (A Zootopia Fanfiction) (Book 5)

Movie

215Productions Presents
A Sky Rim Collaboration
With inspiration from Illumination Entertainment and Universal Pictures

"They say, 'Tough times don't last, tough men do.'"

A guy, who is wearing a suit and tie, walked towards the hospital bed of Jordan Houston, who is unconscious and badly injured from the explosion. He took a chair and sat beside the bed.

"When we were young," the guy said, "we would play any type of fighting. Be it punching, kicking, slapping, wrestling. I always gave you a chance each time we fight. A chance for you to outshine me. However you didn't. I then taught you how to fight like a man.

"We always took some time off every day no matter how busy we are, cause we are fucking bad kids not caring about homework. We'd train with the time we had. Even Mother got tired of screaming 'Screw you and go do your homework'.

"By the time you hit eighteen, you managed to bring me down. I was so proud. But too early to be proud. You took up racing instead. You rather racing than fighting. I never expected that.

"I still let you do what you wanted. I thought no one would bully you. Nobody would kill your fuckin ass. That our training together made you stronger, smarter, more cunning."

The guy then sighed, "You still ended up in hospital. What a fucking joke."

He then placed his keychain of a skull on Jordan.

"Still, you're my younger brother. You're my family. And when someone decides to injure my family, I'll step in. In this case, this so-called bunny and human team crippled you. Made you pull out of life support. They did the same to Kristen. My wife. I thought killing the gazelle would be enough. Now, I don't think so. So I'm off now. I'm going to finish this team."

He then stood up and looked at the two nurses who were scared and were shivering.

"Take care of him," The guy bellowed, "Anything happens to him, I'm going to kill you."

He got out of the room and walked to the lift. While he was walking, he walked through many injured doctors, nurses and police officers. He then walked into the lift and pressed the button to the lift lobby. He then got out and walked to the exit. He took out his gun and shot a police officer, who is already dead.

He straightened his jacket, got into his Aston Martin Vintage V12 and drove off.

F A S T L A N E
5

A Nissan GTR Nismo was seen speeding. It went into a carpark of a wedding hall and stopped at a parking lot. Jervis got out of the car.

"Phew," Jervis wiped his sweat off with a tissue, "Damn sure was a long journey." Jervis then went into the lift.

In the bride's room, make up artists were putting make up on Bridget, who is wearing a long, white dress. Denzel sat on a couch.

"It's your big day, Bridget," Denzel said.

"Yeah, and I'm quite excited." Bridget said.

"Your brother should not be this late." Denzel said.

"C'mon, Denzel," Bridget laughed, "It's only been five minutes. And he's lucky I need to go to the toilet, or he'd be late."

"Yeah, and what if he never came because he had other matters?" Denzel asked.

"Then it's okay," Bridget said, "I'm sure it's important, that's why he skipped."

Denzel was surprised, "Yeah, and..."

"And shut up, Den," Jervis came in, "Stop sprouting nonsense about me not coming."